Book of Lions 16: 9-18

An excited murmur ripples through the flock of referees gathered in the Temple of Bleergh as High Priest Blandino takes the podium, a fanatical grin on his face.   Welcome Brothers! Once again we gather in His most holy Hall of Holding to pledge our undying dedication to Bleergh. Hail Bleergh! HAIL BLEERGH! Today is a special day, Brothers.

And Now, Please Rise For Our National Anthem

Oh, say can you see, By the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed, At the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, Through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, Were so gallantly streaming. And the rocket's red glare, The bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night, That our flag was still there. Oh say

CrimeBeat!: Thirty Days in the Hole Edition

No time for love, Dr. Jones- let's get right down to it. BRING FORTH THE ACCUSED! PRESEASON MVPs CHARGE: Breach of promise OMG YOU GUYS DID YOU SEE DAK PRESCOTT! START HIM NOW! FUTURE EM VEE PEE! HOW BOUT THEM COWBOYS! GGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! /passes out, loses bladder control. Oh yes, boys and girls, it's that time

CrimeBeat!: Isn’t This Where We Came In? Edition

Jeebus Cripes. As Albert Einstein (probably never) said, "When a man sits with a pretty girl for an hour, it seems like a minute. But let him sit on a hot stove for a minute and it's longer than any hour. That's relativity." And somehow the last year feels like

[DFO] Theogyny: The Feast of the Suspension

[1] Lo, and once every summer, Venus and Jupiter and Rigel III shall come into alignment, [2] an obscure and ancient bell shall toll within in NFL Headquarters, and the Watcher of The Seals [3] shall be shuffleth out of his office with an antiquated boombox bigger than he. [D]

In the Grim, Dark Off-season…

...there is only conflict. Upon the blasted-out ruins of a forgotten peninsula, called Boca Raton in the Third Age, the thirty two Primarchs of the Shieldperium meet to decide what tactical changes must occur before the War begins in earnest once more in the months to come. "Take your seats." The halls of

CrimeBeat!: Booooooooooorrred

Mother pus bucket...this is what I have to deal with? Jesus, the phrase is "when life gives you lemons, make lemonade." You're handing me two raisins and expecting me to make wine. Two little wizened raisins, like Favre-testicle raisins. No one wants BrittFar Testicle Wine. No one's going to read

NFL Speakeasy Stories: 400 gon

When there is nowhere else to go.... Angel’s Share, East Village. 2:47 am, January 4th, 2016 The reverberation of the celebratory fireworks subsided 45 minutes ago. The final revelers exited 30 minutes ago. And the house lights would shut themselves down in 3...2... "One...And click." His voice echoed. Tonight would be the same as every since

Dark Deeds Merit Dark Rewards

December 6th, 2015 New Orleans, Louisiana Hours had past since the one loss Carolina Panthers continued their impressive season with a win over the New Orleans Saints. The Saints locker room, cleared of players, staff, and reporters, sat in darkness. Even the janitors had long since departed home to the comfort of their families